Even if it were based on my online posts, I've never said shit about selling. Just that I'm high as fuck.
Goddamn man worst fucking nightmare.
I can't think of who would've tipped the pigs. All the people I been hanging wit ain't exactly close friends but they also smoke/do drugs like me and actually DO sell (Some of em) and wouldn't do that. And I don't have anyone that's pissed at me or anything. Fuck.
Man I'm so fucking pissed. I know I ain't facing shit as far as the law is concerned. I never sold a damn thing out that house therefore they'll never gather any proof against me. But now I gotta watch my fucking back cause my house is now hot. God fucking damnit.
If it wasn't anyone in my circle that's a snake in the grass, then there's only 2 possible scenarios imo.
My bitch ass neighbors are trigger happy wit 911, classic white bread snitches, and I've had more late night traffic at my crib. Wouldn't be surprised if they automatically suspected that as drug dealing.
OR, all the Robotussin bottles in my garbage were found and somebody thought I was making drugs at my house. Although this one's highly unlikely tbh.
Do you even know what the warrant was for? Did they actually search your house?
I wasn't there. I'm at work. My Mom said they went through all the computers and printed some shit out. She said they're coming back on Friday to talk to me.
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Goddamn man worst fucking nightmare.
I can't think of who would've tipped the pigs. All the people I been hanging wit ain't exactly close friends but they also smoke/do drugs like me and actually DO sell (Some of em) and wouldn't do that. And I don't have anyone that's pissed at me or anything. Fuck.
No. I weigh my halves wit a food scale cause it's minimum weight to actually pick it up is like 5 grams so it works wit bigger volumes of weed.
Even so, they wouldn't know about that til AFTER being in my house wit the search warrant.
No I'm currently dry. And I was gonna pick up on Friday but I don't even fucking know now.
My bitch ass neighbors are trigger happy wit 911, classic white bread snitches, and I've had more late night traffic at my crib. Wouldn't be surprised if they automatically suspected that as drug dealing.
OR, all the Robotussin bottles in my garbage were found and somebody thought I was making drugs at my house. Although this one's highly unlikely tbh.
I wasn't there. I'm at work. My Mom said they went through all the computers and printed some shit out. She said they're coming back on Friday to talk to me.
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